The Lure Of The Distant And The

To See Earth Fully We Already Need To Love It

I Always Feel At Home Where The Sugar Maple Grows.... Glorious In Autumn, A Fountain Of Coolness In Summer, Sugar In Its Veins, Gold In Its Foliage, Warmth In Its Fibers, And Health In It The Year Round.

Do Not Despise Your Own Place And Hour. Every Place Is Under The Stars, Every Place Is The Center Of The World.

I See On A Immense Scale, And As Clearly As In A Demonstration In A Laboratory, That Good Comes Out Of Evil; That The Impartiality Of The Nature Providence Is Best; That We Are Made Strong By What We Overcome; That Man Is Man Because He Is As Free To Do Evil As To Do Good; That Life Is As Free To Develop Hostile Forms As To Develop Friendly; That Power Waits Upon Him Who Earns It; That Disease, Wars, The Unloosened, Devastating Elemental Forces Have Each And All Played Their Part In Developing And Hardening Man And Giving Him The Heroic Fiber.

We Have Produced Some Good Walkers And Saunterers, And Some Noted Climbers; But As A Staple Recreation, As A Daily Practice, The Mass Of The People Dislike And Despise Walking.